Damian’s POVWhen I woke up this morning, I stretched my hand and felt her still sleeping. I turned to look at her.Her hair was sprawled across the pillow, hiding half her face. I reached over before I could stop myself, brushing the strands gently away. My fingers lingered on her cheek longer than I should have, and I caught myself staring.Her eyes blinked open, they were unfocused at first but when she realized I was watching her, she quickly turned away, flustered.My hand caught her chin, turning her face back toward me. “Don’t hide,” I murmured.She froze, her lips parting, her cheeks blooming red.I bent down and pressed a soft kiss to her lips. Nothing forceful or demanding. I looked at her and said. “Good morning.”“G-Good morning,” she whispered.“How was your night?” I asked, my eyes holding hers.She swallowed, her voice barely audible. “Good.”I got up, threw on my robe and ordered the maid to make breakfast for both of us. She watched me the entire time, quiet, curious,
Lena's POV His lips moved against mine, slow at first, like he was giving me a chance to pull away but I didn’t.My fingers curled tighter into his shirt, my chest rising and falling too fast.“Damian…” I whispered against his mouth, my voice breaking.He pulled back just slightly, his forehead resting against mine, his breath warm. “Say it again,” he demanded softly.My heart pounded. “Let’s give us… a try.”That was all he needed.He kissed me again, harder this time, backing me gently against the wall. His hand slid to my waist. I gasped, my hands were trembling as I pressed them flat against his chest. I could feel the strength beneath the fabric, the way his heartbeat thundered almost as wildly as mine.“You drive me crazy, Lena,” he muttered between kisses, his voice low and raw. “Every second I try to hold back, I fail.”His words melted something inside me. All the walls I’d built, all the fear I carried, started to crack.I tilted my head, letting his lips trail along my ja
Lena’s POVFor a moment, the world stopped.Damian’s lips were on mine, firm and possessive, right there in front of everyone. The music, the gasps and the applause, it all blurred into the background.All I could feel was him.The CEO everyone whispered about, the cold man who kept people at arm’s length… was holding me like I was the only thing that mattered.When he pulled back, the room erupted. Applause, whistles, laughter. My cheeks burned hot, my heart pounding so loud, I thought people might hear it.Kate was the first to rush over, practically bouncing on her heels. “Lena!” she squealed, grabbing my arm. “Oh my God! Did that just happen? Did Damian Blackwell just kiss you in front of everyone?”“Kate—” I stammered, still dazed.“No, no, don’t you Kate me,” she teased, eyes sparkling. “You said he was cold, distant, barely talked to you” She gestured wildly at Damian, who was still holding my hand. “This man just turned into Mr. Romantic in front of the press! Girl, you need t
Damian’s POVLena's birthday came faster than I expected.The preparations had taken all week. I had approved every flower, every dish, every song on the playlist. Things I would normally hand off to others, I chose them myself. There were white orchids, the ones I had noticed she once stopped to look at in a boutique window, they all llined the entire ballroom. Gold drapes shimmered under soft lighting, they were elegant but warm, nothing like the cold luxury parties I had attended all my life.I stood at the center of the ballroom before the event began, adjusting my cufflinks while staff rushed around with last-minute touches. “Sir,” my assistant murmured, “everything is in place, the guests will begin arriving in two hours.”I nodded. “Good, there should be no press or outsiders. If someone tries to step in, security will handle it.”“Yes, sir.”------By the time evening approached, I found myself waiting in the living room at home, nerves I hadn’t felt in years were tugging at
Damian’s POVToday was meeting after meeting. I walked into the boardroom for the final meeting today.They all rose slightly when I entered. I signalled my hands for them to sit down and they did one by one.I took the head of the table, sliding into the chair with my usual ease. “Report.”The CFO cleared his throat. “We have a problem with our Singapore shipment, the freighter carrying the equipment was delayed because of a dock strike. If it doesn’t leave the port within the next forty-eight hours, we’ll miss the delivery deadline. The client is threatening to pull the contract.” A ripple of unease moved across the table.I didn’t flinch. “Cost?”“Millions, sir.”“Then we eat the cost,” I said calmly. “Charter a private carrier and send the shipment through another route, our reputation for punctuality is worth more than the money.”One of the directors shifted nervously. “That’s a heavy expense—”I cut him off with a glance. “Blackwell Group doesn’t delay. If we start renegotiati
Lena’s POVLast week felt strange.Damian left the house very early every morning. When I woke up and came downstairs, the halls were empty. The house felt too big and quiet, only the sound of the maids and bodyguards standing still like statues outside.At night, he came back late. His shoulders looks tense, like something was stressing him out.When he was here… he wasn’t really here.He’d sit at the dining table with his phone, scrolling or typing. He’d take calls in his study, the door firmly closed. Whenever I walked past, the voices would drop to murmurs until all I heard was silence again.I didn’t want to admit it but I wondered…was he pulling away?I sat in the living room with a blanket wrapped around me, staring at the muted television. My thoughts kept circling until the sound of the doorbell cut through them.I opened the door to find Kate, she came in like sunshine, her hair bouncing, a tote bag was on her shoulder, she had a wide smile on her face. The air felt differen